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Post by Roquefort Raider on Aug 31, 2020 11:47:55 GMT -5
If time travel were possible Which One would you choose? Travelling into the past or into the future?While the thrill of possibly seeing movie science fiction concepts brought to life with robots, giant space ships travelling the cosmos and that dagnabbit promise of a real flying car or at the least personal jet packs, my love of things past has my vote for seeing historical moments. Imagine viewing the people or moments of great importance for yourself? Not the dry atypical history is written by the winner or attempts to speculate over outcomes or reasoning as to the "why and what for" of instances. Given the concept we CANNOT change the past but only view it, can you NOT want to see how it truly was? Viewing historic people, instances and times we can only know today through reading or partial re-enactments? Sign me up for that vacation trip please... I am curious about the future... The far future, say a billion years from now. Would the air still be breathable? What, if any, creatures would dwell on our home planet? How strange would it be to see unknown constellations in the night sky? One of my favourite SF scenes is the one in The Time Machine in which the Traveller reaches a far future in which the Earth is on its last days. I thought it was haunting (although in hindsight it was improbable). Neil Gaiman's The Books of Magic did the same thing with its exploration of the distant future; it hinted at literally millions of years worth of stories. To people interested in such things, I recommend Dougal Dixon's After Man, a bestiary of the future drawn like a XIX century natural history book. It's just so cool to see how the descendants of penguins occupy the ecological niche of whales, and how the Earth is mostly covered with the descendants of rodents. (Man... did not survive). |
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Post by Slam_Bradley on Aug 31, 2020 13:49:18 GMT -5
I'm already going into the future at the same rate as everyone else. And honestly I think this is the only way anyone travels in time or ever will.
But for the sake of the question, I'll take the past. Tons of stuff that I want the answers to. And, if I'm allowed to interact in any way, tons of things I want to see and do.
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Post by impulse on Aug 31, 2020 13:53:05 GMT -5
The past, especially since we can't change it. There are a lot of musical acts I'd like to see.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2020 14:09:15 GMT -5
I'd also pick the past for answers.
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Post by The Captain on Aug 31, 2020 15:41:05 GMT -5
This might be one of the easiest ones of these ever posted for me, as it has to be the past.
I don't care about the future, because I won't be here to live in it. What happens after I am gone, particularly hundreds of years in the future, is immaterial to me, as no one I know will be alive then. Some people would argue about seeing my descendants, but really, those individuals would mean nothing to me since I wouldn't have a relationship with them.
The past? The possibilities are simply mind-boggling. Seeing dinosaurs, or, even more so, mammals such as dire wolves, giant sloths, and the like would be the thrill of a lifetime. Going to the prehistoric or even Roman period British Isles, being in Jerusalem from 25-35 AD, traveling with Vikings, seeing the Salem witch trials or watching Sherman march across the South, killing baby Hitler in his crib, buying Apple stock for pennies to leave for my kids. There are things that I would simply HAVE to see and do, rather than going forward to a time that has zero impact on the life I was living or would live.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2020 16:00:02 GMT -5
I’d travel back millions of years so I could see the woolly mammoth. And perhaps interact with some cavemen (I would give them some technology, e.g. WiFi).
I just hope me giving WiFi to cavemen wouldn’t screw up the space-time continuum.
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Post by brutalis on Aug 31, 2020 16:14:02 GMT -5
I’d travel back millions of years so I could see the woolly mammoth. And perhaps interact with some cavemen (I would give them some technology, e.g. WiFi). I just hope me giving WiFi to cavemen wouldn’t screw up the space-time continuum. Pretty sure you mucked up the universe cuz your gonna have to deliver a smorgasbord of future and learning and teaching into a bunch of essentially upright low level unintelligent hairy apes. |
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Post by berkley on Aug 31, 2020 16:25:02 GMT -5
There are powerful reasons for wanting to do both but if I had to choose I'd say the future, in order to see what advances in science might have been made - and not so much technology as in our understanding of the universe/multiverse, reality, existence, how ever you want to describe it.
Of course, there's always the risk that NO advances will have been made, or even that we'll have regressed to a state in which even such knowledge as we've already managed to gain has been forgotten.
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Post by Slam_Bradley on Aug 31, 2020 16:53:54 GMT -5
On the other hand, we need to listen to Grandpa Simpson.
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Post by Batflunkie on Aug 31, 2020 19:19:03 GMT -5
If time travel were possible Which One would you choose? Travelling into the past or into the future?The past. I'd love to spend a day in the 80's or the very early 90's, the latter of which I did experience even though I was incredibly near sighted (didn't discover that I needed glasses until the latter half of fifth grade) |
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Post by impulse on Sept 1, 2020 8:44:17 GMT -5
On the other hand, we need to listen to Grandpa Simpson. Side note, this is one of the best clips from one of the best episodes of one of the best shows of all time. |
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Post by hondobrode on Sept 2, 2020 22:03:02 GMT -5
Please Disney overlords let me buy an overpriced complete uncensored complete set of the Simpsons
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Post by impulse on Sept 3, 2020 9:12:05 GMT -5
Please Disney overlords let me buy an overpriced complete uncensored complete set of the Simpsons It's not quite the same, but you can get the DVD box sets for reasonably cheap these days, at least for the "good" seasons and a good many more after that. I don't believe any of the previously available DVDs had censored episodes. I have the first 12 seasons which is frankly all the seasons I find worth having plus a couple more due to a key episode or two I wanted. |
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Post by Prince Hal on Sept 3, 2020 15:02:01 GMT -5
Like so many of the previous posters, it's the past for me.
The older I get, the more I savor the memories of the past. My wife and I would love to wander the town where we grew up a block away from each other for a summer day in 1965 or '66 to savor what we remember and re-see what we've forgotten. It's the "Our Town" phenomenon, I guess.
If I could time travel, I'd bounce around from pre-history, like the Captain, to watch mastodons on the march, to Shakespeare's London to see Burbage in full throat in a rehearsal at the Globe, from the forests of colonial New England to the old West where I could ride a fine horse into new country, in the words of Gus McCrae. Then there's Leonardo's workshop, V-J Day in Times Square, Philadelphia in the summer of 1776 and various courtrooms where Thurgood Marshall helped to reshape a nation.
For me, for so many reasons, I would love to be able to say that I had seen Jackie Robinson's first professional game (not counting the Negro Leagues) at Roosevelt Field, Jersey City, (my hometown) on April 18, 1946.
He was with the Dodgers' top farm club, the Montreal Royals, who were playing the Jersey City Giants, and to near-unanimous cheering, he kicked serious baseball ass in front of nearly 52,000 fans (in a stadium that seated about 24-and-change) who watched him ground out in the first, hit a three-run bomb to left in the third, bunt for a hit in the fifth, steal second, go to third on a groundout, fake a steal of home -- forcing a balk -- and then repeat the same feat in the eighth (bunt single, steal, advance on an out, fake a steal, get balked home). Oh, and in the seventh, between the two bunt hits, he singled to right, stole second again and scored on a triple.
Four hits, 7 total bases, 4 runs, four RBI, 3 assists, two putouts, 2 stolen bases. Hey, have a feckin' day, Jack!
Montreal won 14-1. Jackie figured in 7 of those runs.
How do you like that kinda shite, white baseball?!
He was a man. Damn right he was.
Sorry. Just thinking about that moment gets me jazzed up.
Oh, and for good measure...
The famous 1908 Merkle's Boner game at the Polo Grounds.
Babe Ruth's three-homer game at Forbes Field, Pittsburgh, 1935. It should have been his last game.
Any performance at the Globe of a Shakespeare play during his lifetime. Or at the Blackfriar's, perhaps to see "Cymbeline."
The Gettysburg Address, or anything Lincoln said in public.
Watching Daniel Inouye win the DSC (belatedly upgraded to the Medal of Honor) in Italy. Read about that the next time you feel like bitching about pain.
Seeing the Palisades from the Half Moon as it sailed up the Hudson in 1609. The moment Fitzgerald immortalized at the end of "The Great Gatsby."
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past," he wrote.
How right he was, fellow lovers of classic comics...
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Post by impulse on Sept 3, 2020 15:11:34 GMT -5
Like so many of the previous posters, it's the past for me. The older I get, the more I savor the memories of the past. My wife and I would love to wander the town where we grew up a block away from each other for a summer day in 1965 or '66 to savor what we remember and re-see what we've forgotten. It's the "Our Town" phenomenon, I guess. If I could time travel, I'd bounce around from pre-history, like the Captain, to watch mastodons on the march, to Shakespeare's London to see Burbage in full throat in a rehearsal at the Globe, from the forests of colonial New England to the old West where I could ride a fine horse into new country, in the words of Gus McCrae. Then there's Leonardo's workshop, V-J Day in Times Square, Philadelphia in the summer of 1776 and various courtrooms where Thurgood Marshall helped to reshape a nation. For me, for so many reasons, I would love to be able to say that I had seen Jackie Robinson's first professional game (not counting the Negro Leagues) at Roosevelt Field, Jersey City, (my hometown) on April 18, 1946. He was with the Dodgers' top farm club, the Montreal Royals, who were playing the Jersey City Giants, and to near-unanimous cheering, he kicked serious baseball ass in front of nearly 52,000 fans (in a stadium that seated about 24-and-change) who watched him ground out in the first, hit a three-run bomb to left in the third, bunt for a hit in the fifth, steal second, go to third on a groundout, fake a steal of home -- forcing a balk -- and then repeat the same feat in the eighth (bunt single, steal, advance on an out, fake a steal, get balked home). Oh, and in the seventh, between the two bunt hits, he singled to right, stole second again and scored on a triple. Four hits, 7 total bases, 4 runs, four RBI, 3 assists, two putouts, 2 stolen bases. Hey, have a feckin' day, Jack! Montreal won 14-1. Jackie figured in 7 of those runs. How do you like that kinda shite, white baseball?! He was a man. Damn right he was. Sorry. Just thinking about that moment gets me jazzed up. Oh, and for good measure... The famous 1908 Merkle's Boner game at the Polo Grounds. Babe Ruth's three-homer game at Forbes Field, Pittsburgh, 1935. It should have been his last game. Any performance at the Globe of a Shakespeare play during his lifetime. Or at the Blackfriar's, perhaps to see "Cymbeline." The Gettysburg Address, or anything Lincoln said in public. Watching Daniel Inouye win the DSC (belatedly upgraded to the Medal of Honor) in Italy. Read about that the next time you feel like bitching about pain. Seeing the Palisades from the Half Moon as it sailed up the Hudson in 1609. The moment Fitzgerald immortalized at the end of "The Great Gatsby." "So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past," he wrote. How right he was, fellow lovers of classic comics... Unsurprisingly erudite response. Very poignant and well-thought out and hits a lot of the sentimental moments of your personal life and of our species. And here I was just wanting to see Hendrix, The Beatles, and Metallica in the 80s. I'm sure I'd have come up with some better stuff afterwards though... |
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